#vietalis

Visibly Nebulous is nervous, strange considering they’ve always been a stoic or playful bot. Twitching their finials around, they find it hard to make contact with the taller bot’s optics.

:: Reviver, would you please come to my office? I would like to show you something.::

Its a trap. 

A smoochy trap.

What he’s going to show Rev?

Pascal was sitting in the captain’s chair with a few bottles of highgrade discarded on the floor next to him and one in his hand. This was probably his eighth one... Ninth? He didn’t know. He seriously lost count. Not that he paying attention in the beginning anyways. The voices were rampant for a while now and all he wanted to do was drown them out. He knew Reviver wouldn’t be too pleased with him once she woke up and saw the many bottles all about, but he just had to do something to shut up the voices for a bit. Ever since they had made love, something that should had spark joy within him, the voices did nothing but ridicule him day in and day out. The former knight was surprised at himself for having lasted so long, but he knew he would eventually cave it and today was that day.

With a heavy sigh, Pascal pushes himself up from the chair and wobbles. He steadies himself against the console and sighs again, hating himself. Knowing he needed to sober up or at least act like it, he began to collect the empty bottle that were littered across the floor. Occasionally he would trip or sway as he made his way to the waste bin, but for the most part, he seemed fine. He dumped the empty bottles inside and stared at the one in his servo that was still half full. The former knight contemplated just tossing it with the rest of the bottles, but instead he finished it and then dumped it.

                                               Two factions.... 

                    two fates who have crossed each other.

                         two beings who will learn to embrace each other 

                                    until they are accepted of their love.

“Sorry, could you repeat that?”

Skyfire couldn’t help but to chuckle when the femme jumped. He didn’t mean to startle the poor thing, but there was a part of him that enjoyed it as well. He wouldn’t voice that of course, no, he didn’t need to frighten his guest all ready when he just met them.

The shuttle casually leans forward and smiles. If the femme was to take notice of his frame, she would notice that one of his wings was drooping significantly and was bent slightly. He wasn’t drawing attention to it however, he was more forcused on the femme herself.

[ message || vortex ]

MMHHHM!! How are you?